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Jodi Bingham


When I Was a child, I learned the story of Snow White.
Once upon a time, there lived a lovely little princess named Snow White.

Her vain and wicked stepmother, the Queen, feared that some day Snow White's beauty would surpass her own.

So, she dressed the little princess in rags and forced her to work as a scullery maid. 
Each day the vain Queen consulted her magic mirror.

"Magic mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest one of all?”

And, as long as the mirror answered,

“You are the fairest one of all.”

Snow White was safe from the Queen’s cruel jealousy.
I’ll tell you something else about when I was a child, I loved everything about myself.

I remember as a little girl a friend left a cheap blue hat at my house.

It was kind of tacky, the color and style really didn’t go with anything I had.

I don’t ever remember feeling sad about that.

I only remember feeling extra awesome when I looked in the mirror and liked how it looked on me.

I think I wore it for a week straight.
With others or alone, kids happily run around with food on their faces, mismatched clothing, bruises on their knees, loving themselves and embracing life. 
Somewhere along the way, we learned what beauty looked like.

Maybe from school or maybe from the media, probably both, we began to compare ourselves to others.
The day you stop comparing yourself to others is the day you start to wholly love yourself.

To love is to stop comparing.

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